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The Box seems to lock out my lurking family members, at least some books do. On OD the only family member that ever joined was my brother and I rarely have ever talked shit about him or, and more...

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Look them straight in the eye and say Pogue Mahone. The story, as told by Elvis Costello (the likes of whom, I believe, is still among the living, but, has never been spotted in a Burger King in...

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I am awfully secure in my masculinity. What’s left of it. Heh. I’m shooting for minimal in my paragraphery. For instance; The Fuck. I let a hair care product post on my FB that I Heartily endo...

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GZKD8aQy71A I usually think of this song on the first of December. Careful what you listen to; here in my dotage my memory has room only for song lyrics and the di...

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It’s some hour of the afternoon that I’m sure I could work up a small blush regarding waking from what I’m sure was a fine nap. Two sures in one sentence, that’s confidence for ya. I think for th...

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A few thousand years ago during a thawing epic in the ice age of my last marriage, when we were actively married (if you don’t know what active and passive mean in the context of a marriage, even...

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“Where’s the boy child?” “Yonder in the catch.” She glanced over the rise, the blue ran darker in the sky over the catch, overhead it was pale as hand me down denim. It made her spark a little ...

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The fucking vixen jumped over the lazy ass dog. Ah new keyboard works like a fucking charm. Like a lucky fucking charm. Fucking thing is magically delicious, it’s effer-fucking-vescent. For a che...

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Yeah, no. I’m pretty sure that’s a paragraph. I believe I’ve demonstrated my ability to write a traditional paragraph (ok, so maybe it was prior to Jesus’ 2000th birthday, and sure, no record o...

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You get that shaky town itch there ain’t nothing will do but for to scratch it. I walked off a gig in Battle Creek once; my skin so uncomfortable I would have walked to shaky town just to keep my...

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“How do you know?” the boy asked, “How do you know the colors, grandpa?” “Be still a moment child,” Armi adjusted the dark glasses up his nose. An old habit, he’d been blind as a Milton poem for...

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It’s another day, this lay fallow on the processor, barren like a cat-killed moles womb or scorched earth. It’s another, one just like the day before. I set this all to the digital paper in the o...

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Ok, so my dumb little entries yesterday turned prophetic; at around six there was a tornado warning until nine. I guess to the south and the west there was some serious damage done. Keep in mind ...

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I’m writing a codicil to the last entry, which, honestly, wasn’t an entry so much as a whole bunch of words in the same place at the same time, like you’d expect a flash mob to break out in a lit...

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If the weather pundits are right it’s likely there will be a tornado watch later in the day; it’s warmer and more humid today than it’s been all months and thunderstorms are predicted, that’s the...

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He threw a little tobacco on the fire adding a sweet plume to the wood smoke. He told the kid the injuns used to do that to show respect. “Which injuns?” the kid asked. “Red injuns, Merican inj...

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Must be the crack of Thursday-ish already, who knew? Don’t answer that; it’s rhetorical. Most of y’all don’t have a haredawgian calendar which is based on what he sees out the window and haredaw...

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Ok, there is a guest speaker here --- oh shit, this journal doesn’t have a name does it? --- on The Box. I’m using the Box as a place to store this. My daughter has been doing the month of thanks...

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I’ve half written and wadded up an entry or two over the last few days. You’re not missing much. I have pretty refined tastes when it comes to wadding up. I wad well and with discretion. I wad fo...

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I had the sort of evening a gentleman doesn’t talk about. I figure if a gentleman can get away with that shit I probably can too. Oh boys and girls and whatever you are, yeah, I’m talking to you ...

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“I heard someone say ‘better safe than sorry’. Seriously right there in line at the feed store, just as casual as you please ‘better safe than sorry.’” The tree didn’t say anything. “And here I...

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According to certain parties who will remain nameless but her initial is G, my prompts for this upsoming flash suck. Not like a cute suckling piglet like the one on that tori amos album several y...

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I am a good man (the first son and/or daughter of a whore and/or whoremonger who says ‘Methinks he doth protest too much’ will be methinking out the other side of his or her ass). Awww shit, how ...

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It’s not like I haven’t been writing entries; I haven’t been posting them. I have things going on, a doctors visit, for instance, this afternoon or, for instance, phone charger trouble. I was sur...

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQzn1nn8CZg I’m a bit ashamed that I can’t remember her name. She gave me the album, well, disc, with the above song on it as a gift. She told me I listened to mus...

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